Elf King

Chapter 141 The dance begins

"Hey...well, Serena, don't you mean to..."

Suddenly looking up and seeing Serena approaching him, Cologne seemed to have a premonition and instinctively took two steps back.

"It's okay, I'll be there soon, just trust me."

It was as if the genders had been reversed. At this time, Cologne kept backing away like a helpless little girl, while Serena was approaching like a strange sorghum.

"Okay, but let me tell you first, I will never wear those strange clothes!"

With a click, Colon bumped into a cardboard box in the corner.As a result, Cologne, who had no way to retreat, had no choice but to bite the bullet and agree. The seemingly tough request was nothing but the last struggle.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I won't mess around."

At this time, Serena has completely changed from a kind and lovely little white rabbit into a cunning little fox, and she promised happily, but only she knows what she really thinks.

"It's a blessing, not a disaster, it's a disaster that can't be avoided."

Cologne, who comforted himself with this belief, was finally defeated in the confrontation between the two armies, and obediently accepted Serena's costume transformation.

But what happened next let Cologne know how "sinister" people's hearts in this world are.

After enduring an hour of cross-dressing torture, the wooden door of the changing room was pushed open, and Serena, who was in high spirits and seemed to be in a very happy mood, walked in the front, and then Cologne walked out, although she looked good. She was dressed in formal attire, but she couldn't hide her slightly tired expression.

"Ah, so you guys are already ready, then come with me."

Coincidentally, as soon as the two went out, they ran into Ai'er who had already changed clothes.

At this time, Ai'er was lined with a light yellow knee-length skirt, while the outside was covered with pure white cloth. There was a small bow tied around the waist, and there was a fluffy single skirt on the back of her head. The ponytail gives Ai'er a little more indifferent meaning of freehand brushwork.

Such elaborate attire could be said to be quite stunning in anyone's eyes, but only Cologne just glanced at it and put his attention back on Serena.

Serena also chose a yellow-orange long dress as the inner lining, covered with vermilion cloth outside, with a bow tied at the waist as a fixation, and the light white gloves on her small hands made her quite a bit The temperament of a noble girl in the past.

In Cologne's view, the beauty displayed by Serena at this time will not lose to anyone at all.

After following Ai'er around several corners in the castle, Cologne and Serena finally came to the place where the ball was held.

As soon as he opened the door and walked in, he could already see many figures standing inside, but the scene was not as noisy as Cologne imagined.Although there were a lot of people, everyone seemed to be standing together in groups of three or four, discussing things that they were interested in softly.

Looking around, these young men and women present were basically unknown to Cologne.

Well...except for that blond guy standing in the corner.

That's right, the guy standing alone in the corner is the Ayaka that Cologne met in Avignon before.

Although she was also wearing a yellow dress at this time, she seemed to be quite out of place, standing alone at the edge of the hall.

A pair of eyes secretly glanced around in the ballroom, especially paying attention to the position of the door.After seeing Ai'er bringing in the two of them, his eyes suddenly froze.

Then, at some point, an extra pair of glasses appeared on the bridge of the nose, but this couldn't hide the panic and a trace of...expectation in the girl's eyes at all?
"Then, you two, please enjoy this dance."

After bringing Cologne and Serena successfully, Ai'er seems to have other things to do, so she bids farewell to the two of them first.

"Cologne, look over there, it's Ayaka."

Although she was a step behind Cologne, Serena soon noticed Ayaka's lonely appearance at the dance.

So, Serena grabbed Cologne's clothes and walked to Ayaka's position, wanting to say hello to her good friend.

"Ayaka!"

Just halfway through, Serena stopped Ayaka who seemed to want to turn her back.

"Ah...haha, Serena, you are really here."

Ayaka turned around in embarrassment. Although she was greeting Serena, she kept her eyes on Cologne next to her, hoping to see how he would react.

However, what disappointed Ayaka was that Cologne only had a bored expression on his face, and he didn't show any special interest because of seeing Ayaka.

However, Ayaka suddenly remembered what her cousin had said to her, and quickly put away her depressed expression, put on a happy expression, took Serena's hand and walked away a few steps, chatting intimately A little secret between girls.

As for Cologne, although I don't have any special feelings for Ayaka, it's not that I hate it. Generally speaking, I'm just an ordinary female friend.Therefore, for Ayaka's behavior of pulling Serena away from him, Cologne didn't have any other reactions except for being a little speechless.

Just as Cologne wandered around the hall, eating some exquisite pastries from time to time, the lights in the entire hall suddenly dimmed.Then, on the platform of the high stairs in front of the entire hall, a beam of bright white spotlights was cast, and three figures appeared in front of everyone present.

The figure standing on the left is the current Carlos champion and the famous actor Caroni.

The figure standing on the right is the beloved son of the current Queen Carlos.

And standing in the middle is the real owner of the castle—Ms. Yashio. As the master of Aier, she not only won the title of Queen Carlos, but now occupies an absolute position in the entire fashion industry. Master status.

"Okay, everyone, the dance is about to start, please come to me in order to draw your respective numbers."

Hearing Ai'er's voice, everyone noticed a small cardboard box at Ai'er's feet.

"Miss Aier, what is the use of this number?"

After everyone present received their number plates, someone raised their own questions.

"Well..., because the number of boys present is limited, in order to avoid unnecessary competition, the two who have drawn the same number will form a pair of partners in the next dance."

Hearing the expected question, Ai'er said playfully the real intention of this number plate.

"Well, what's more, my number plate is number one. May I ask who got it?"

At the end, Ai'er added this sentence again.

As soon as this remark was made, without waiting for other people to react, the face of a certain person present suddenly became strange.

(End of this chapter)